

She of the ShadowPitch black and cold. I wake up alone again. Alone in my bed but not alone in this room, never alone here. I sense her just beyond my vision, deep in the shadows where my eyes can't see. I hear her breathing, forced labored breaths rattling in the back of my mind. I smell her skin, salty and pungent, decomposing rose petals. In the borders of my peripheral vision I capture a flicker of movement. Never in sight, always hidden. I turn to try and catch the flicker but my head pivots like I was submerged in a thick oil. She continues to haunt me. A distant giggle ripples througShe of the Shadow


Her KissHer naked body undulates before me to the beat of some unknown music only heard in her head.Her Kiss
Her tongue flickers exploringly from between her lips, tasting the salt oozing nervously from my skin.
Her hair cascades into my face, black as the umbra of a nocturnal demon, smelling heavily of unknown herbs.
Her fingers, crowned with sharpened nails, lightly tear red swollen tracks across my back and neck.
Her breath blankets my face with a warm musty sensation, thick with the smell of death and decay.
Her breasts brush across my chest with a kinesthetic feeling of mortuary coldness,


I hurt you.Lying in my bed with curtains drawn closed to block the sun, sealing the room like an oven. The smell of my sweat is pungent with fear as it oozes from my open pores. The smell of my stale breath rises from my throat and drops back down onto my face. The heat, the darkness, and the gloom soothe me but even in their embrace I still feel alone. I hurt you. I see your tears in my memories, the memories that replay themselves over and over. I hear your sobs as if you were next to me, sobs that echo in my head constantly. My words and my idiocy caused both, they are the root of my eternal suffering.I hurt you.


I don't hate you ...I am long eared and short eyed I can hear you counting the minutes till you leave, in your head with a sort of satisfaction but I somehow miss the grin.I don't hate you ...
You find joy in pulling the long hairs from my head
one day I will be bald and I will find joy in making you look at me in making you lie and call me beautiful.
You're always in my dreams but where you once held me in a neverletgo embrace I now hold you down as I rip the braces from your teeth I like it when you scream.
Babe, I had forgotten I was twisted too long I drew you hearts on napkins &


Love vs. LustWe walk onto the dancefloor, avoid the throng of people, as you pull me into your arms.Love vs. Lust
With your right hand agianst my back, your left in my own, the couples disappear.
Ghosts fading into the background.
The once blasting music becomes a distant beat and the blaring lights twinkle like stars as the bright moon illuminates our loving waltz. The dancefloor erupts in budding flora, beautiful and exotic flowers burst from underneath the wooden tiles.
You dip me low and kiss my cheek, whispering the promises of forever in my awaiting ear. Then I'm back i
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Staring at the spot where
Tripp pants met Tripp Pants,
Skin met skin,
you met me...<3
.:Love Is Love No Matter Who You Find It In.
♂ + ♂ = ♥
♀ + ♀ = ♥
♀ + ♂ = ♥:.
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A perfect circle never bends.
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A perfect circle never bends.
~Katelyn
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Staring at the spot where
Tripp pants met Tripp Pants,
Skin met skin,
you met me...<3
.:Love Is Love No Matter Who You Find It In.
♂ + ♂ = ♥
♀ + ♀ = ♥
♀ + ♂ = ♥:.
I just emailed you
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A perfect circle never bends.
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A perfect circle never bends.
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Meh
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